Yes!

You kind of wanted to go on longer- but you're soon overwhelmed! You groan, then grunt fiercely while your dick swells with jets of fresh hot cum: you spurt-out your last creamy thick semen into Mursola, and it's trapped in an upward contraction of hot green flesh. You swear you can feel her cervix dilate on your cocktip to hungrily swallow your ejaculates only to close about a half-minute later when you have no more to shoot. Watery, thin, spermless cum is soon all that's left...

Patiently, Mursola sinks down onto your dick and holds herself in a press down atop you to let no cum escape. You're amazed she kept her word and it wasn't just to get your hopes up. "You're complete. What a man!" She lauds after you, stroking your cheek with one hand while the other gyrates on her own crotch to mash and stroke her engorged clitoris.

Her vaginal walls squeeze and wring-around your hilt with such astonishing ****, your dick cannot actually soften itself, even though you feel the tension release in your root. You squirm a little as she tightens harder, then bounces on you in a frenzy- ... in a dopamine-addled stupor of orgasmic afterglow, your dazed mind watches beads of sweat roll off her hearty breasts while she rides you through your orgasm, and into her own!

-it's violent. Her black nails scrape your chest thrice more, but you don't care to notice the pain. Your lips form an insouciant curve of sex-smothered senses, really the lack thereof. You almost forget you've been castrated as the gorgeous orcess rides you down for minutes more, cooing and grunting in beastly satisfaction.

You almost wish you'd pass the test to be a breeder or something so you could fuck more orc girls. But, you have a feeling Mursola's appetite is special... "Ahhh, good man. I'll treasure your pickled balls." She huskily drones, before scooping you up against her chest upright...